The Homing Woods

When I was younger, my mom and I used to stand from the kitchen and watch deer, raccoons, squirrels, groundhogs, and birds go out and about in our back yard, almost as if it were a mystical forest. It would be beautiful on a bird-chirpy morning to wake and find deer eating plants in the back yard and cardinals and humming birds fly around our bird and nectar feeders, it always gave me the feeling of a good warm day was ahead. Eventually we moved to a different house instead that didn't have any woods, and the new owners of our old house got rid of most of the trees, and most of those spots without trees now turned to sand.